Meandered Truth

She opened her eyes-1

Fayth was enclosed in an constricting expanse that held me hostage to its unknown whereabouts. She felt tight in her skin, like the atmosphere was hugging her being. The feeling sent her on edge as her very arms and back were chilled down to the bone. Looking on either side, she took in where she was. The room was drawn in around her and small. Just enough to make her feel very uncomfortable. The bosky enclosured walls were a patterned green color and trimmed on the edges with a familiar wooden finish, made heavy in an obnormal shadowed darkness. It outlined the very cubicle that she stood in the very center of. With every glance the walls seemed to move slowly, almost like an allusionistic fun-house. There was not a window or door in sight or any signs of deliverance from this unusual prison... All except a acute and narrow hallway.2

She held herself, unsure what would be lurking down its barren existance. Taking a step forward she took a glimpse down into a distant darkness. There seemed to be no end. All but a light at the very end. Darkness presided everywhere around her but it looked like the further from her down the corridor, the heavier the blanket of emptiness lied. However the light looked promising. It seemed to draw her near, in a pulsating subliminal waves.3

Her eyes widened. She walked ever so slowly down the corridor, hearing nothing at that point but the creaking floorboards underneath her barefeet. Without any doubt it was obvious what she did not know what lied ahead of her or where she would be going. But the radiant light proved some hope.4

Her eyes continued to observe everything down to every detail. With every movement she made she followed the walls around her. The further she continued the more dust was occumulated on the walls. With her finger Fayth reached out slowly and wiped some leaving a clean smug. She blew the occumulated dust from her finger and watched it take part of the rest lingering in the air around her. She watched it until it was pulled to the floor. It was also noticable of the spider webs that were attracted to the walls and ceiling. They have certainly found home. Fayth's heart sank to the bottom of her chest.5

As she walked further, she slid her hand alongside on the wall until it hit something. It seemed to extend from the wall almost an inch. It was hard and wooden, feeling contrary to the slick senile wallpaper. After that was another hard surface. Knocking on it she found it to be very hollow. Squinting hard in the oppressed darkness she saw a sign held firmly into the door. It read, "REASON". She took a step back from it in shock. After a few shallow breaths she pressed on it. It was supposedly locked. Looking down she saw no handle. Coming up with conclusion that it was not meant to be entered and disturbed.6

The further and further she came to reaching the light she saw other doors. "EMOTION", "MOBILITY", "EXPERIENCE", "MEMORY", "PAST", "FUTURE", "EXISTENCE"... Each one she tried to get in. All with no handle and all were appearant that they were locked from the inside. It seemed impossible to access it. Glancing behind her, the extent she had come from, it was gone. Like... it didn't exist. Either that, or it was hidden from sight from the faint visibility. There was only way to go now... That was to find a way out. Looking the other way the light was closer now. Hope blossomed inside herself.7

Fayth continued to wander until she could see the end. The doors appeared on either side of her in continuity as she began to walk quickly in a pace to reach the only other thing that could appease her.8

On a small endtable at the end of the hallway was a lamp. It was smothered in age and webs and had a distinct flicker to the bulb. What she thought would have been a more enticing brief moment left her empty again as she sat down against the wall. All there was before her was a lamp... No way of getting out of this strange assylum. She wanted to cry, but no tear appeared. She wanted to feel anything... But she felt empty inside... All that filled her was curiousity. There had to be more to this place than met the eye. 9

Beside her was another door. Taking a deep breath Fayth read the sign on it. "TRUTH" Her slender fingers reached out to it when it went with her force and opened with a piercing creak. Her heart jumped and inside the door was what looked like 'nothing'. A white blank curtain shown before her. 10

She stepped into the light.11